"It’s such hot weather, big brother, co in for a drink before you go?" An Ning felt awkward not inviting him in after he had walked her all the way.
"No need." Gao Daniu refused.
He actually knew in his heart that Mrs. Yan did not wish for Gao Family mbers to co here.
But to be fair, ever since Mrs. Yan married into the family, she has been quite kind to her siblings.
There was actually sothing An Ning had been hesitant about the whole journey.
Watching Gao Daniu turn his head to leave, An Ning still felt uneasy not asking, "Big brother, today I saw that father, uncle, and fourth uncle all seed troubled. Is it because of second uncle? What’s wrong with him?"
An Ning hadn’t spent the night at the Gao Family’s place, so she didn’t know the specifics.
However, just the thought of Gao Dashu suffering so misfortune brought a schadenfreude she couldn’t suppress.
But as soon as An Ning spoke, Gao Daniu’s face turned instantly red.
He hesitated for a long ti, unsure of what to say or whether he should say anything at all.
In the end, even An Ning herself gave up, "If big brother finds it difficult to speak, just forget it; I was only asking out of concern for father and mother’s possible troubles."
"That’s not it." Upon hearing An Ning say that, Gao Daniu quickly explained, fearing she might misunderstand that he was unwilling to tell her, "Second uncle... Second uncle, he... he injured his manhood!"
After saying that, Gao Daniu turned and ran, his face shafully furious.
Because of second uncle, their Gao Family’s reputation was already poor.
Now with this happening, who knows what An Ning really thinks in her heart.
Even he, as a nephew, felt a loss of face; let alone how outsiders might view their family.
But this ti, An Ning didn’t call after Gao Daniu, because she was already stunned on the spot.
Injured his manhood?
Ha!
What kind of situation is this?
If her mory was correct, last night in the small forest, Gao Dashu seed to be doing sothing filthy with the widow in He Village.
Could it have been that widow...
In that mont, An Ning’s mind spun with countless threads, unable to figure out the situation.
"Hiss..."
As pain ca from her scalp, she snapped back to reality.
It turned out to be Xiaoniu, that little rascal, who had grabbed her hair and was pulling it left and right.
She lightly smacked his little butt, then peeled her hair out of his fist, before carrying this little brat back ho.
Inside the County Office, early in the morning, Sikong Wuyou was practicing swordplay in the courtyard, destroying a bunch of flowers.
Bai Su and Wen Jing stood to the side.
Bai Su spoke, "Hey, did you notice sothing seems off with the adult today?"
Wen Jing just silently turned his head, glanced at Bai Su, and then went back to staring ahead without the slightest distraction.
Bai Su gave him a disdainful look and discreetly took two steps away from him.
Little fellow, ignoring . Huh!
Who even cares if he ignores !
Once Sikong Wuyou finally stopped, Bai Su imdiately stepped forward, handing him a clean white towel.
Sikong Wuyou took it, slightly wiped his face, then handed it back.
As if casually asking, Sikong Wuyou said, "Has the letter for the Prince and Princess Consort been delivered?"
"Not yet, I was planning to have it delivered at noon if you’re anxious..."
"Then don’t bother sending it."
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